They Hated Him For He Told The Truth Novels & Stories

He said, “I am busy.” She was not going to make things easier for him, “Fine. Know it by yourself.” He accepted defeat, “You won, Mom.” They spent the whole day together, doing all sorts of activities that be detested for one truth. When the day ended, he quickly fired the question. “Tell me?” Fair enough. Since she promised, she had to tell him, “He hates you because he believes that you are not a good person.” “What did I do?”He asked. He could not believe that a child as small as that one was judging him.

“Don’t say that.” “It’s the truth,” he said, rain dripping from his jaw. “You can hate me, you can shoot me, you can walk away but don’t pretend you didn’t feel it too.” My breath hitched. “You don’t get to tell me what I felt.” “Then tell me,” he whispered, his voice raw. “Tell me you don’t love me.” I opened my mouth, but the words refused to come. Because they weren’t true. I hated him. I hated myself more.

And I hated him more than ever. Hated him for being right.

She hated that beast with all her heart! He deserved to die! He was unforgivable! She hated him so much, so how could he tell her the cruel truth?

I honestly told him. It was the truth. I didn't hate him for being him. I just hated the fact that he was once a part of that trail that took the last straw of happiness for humans. And even though I couldn't understand his ways, as long as I see him differently, it wouldn't matter anymore. It's because I chose not to be dictated by hatred itself. I want to believe in him no matter what and even if it hurts already to a point I might face death. This might be because of my feelings toward him. The love that I know wouldn't be reciprocated until the day he would reject me.

Just fucking how? “But I can promise you, it still doesn't change the fact that I'm completely irritated by your presence at the moment. Something has blinded me such that I can't stand the sight of you” He spat calmly, as though he didn't just indicate that he hated that he still loved me. My eyes bulged in realization, he didn't hate me for betraying and hurting him, he hated himself for not being able to hate me or hurt me in return despite it. He hated himself for loving me, just as I hated myself for hurting him.

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My eyes met my the person I'd grown to hate the most. "Have you done your worst, and now you're looking for something else to justify yourself?" I resisted the urge to smack that calm smile off his face. I hated him so much. "I'm sure you didn't come here to admire me", he folded his arm. "Why are you here?" "I need you to come out with the truth." "The truth?", His brows creased in mock confusion. "What truth?"

I wish I could clearly see his face, wish I could stop the way my lips trembled and tears started to spill anew. “Don’t you hate me?” I whispered. “For what I did…the lies I told.” “I was hurt,” he said. “Very hurt knowing that you couldn’t even trust me to share the truth. I felt hurt knowing that you may have not considered me an option, even as a best friend after all. But hate…that’s taking it too far. And I could never hate you, Luna.” “Why?” I asked, the words all garbled.

"I know." "I hate him," he said. I knew who he was talking about and I knew it. I could actually tell but I didn't think that he actually did. I thought it was those times where you thought you hated them because of one way or the other that they treated you but you actually still cared for them deep down but with how he said it, he loathed him.